I didn’t care. I was in heaven, squirting cum onto the table and down my legs. “There goes the deposit,” I said, coming down from my high. Plate... and cups were everywhere. Coffee stained the wall. The absurdity of our angry coupling hit and I laughed. “I’ve got a deposit,” said Matthew. A terrible pun, but somehow perfect, too. I giggled. Maybe we would be okay. Matthew stabbed two fingers into the pat of butter next to me shoulder then jammed them up my ass. “Oh,” I said. “Feeling full?” he. “Well, nice to meet you Adam.” She replied.“Pleasure” I mumbled out idiotically.She gave me another smile that could melt the ice caps faster than the green gas effect. Just looking at her sent shivers down my spine again and alerted every part of my being.“So where are you going, if it’s okay to ask?”“Um, I’m going to a little town called Jarvis, to the Royal Jarvis Conservatory,” I managed to say without acting like a total fool and stuttering this time. She raised an eyebrow slightly and. “When Samantha set the wine bottle back on the table, rather than return to the sofa, came up behind me and lightly started to kiss me on the side of my neck. She whispered into my ear that she had always found me attractive, as her hands reached up to my shoulders and started massaging them. Between the wine, her soft lips on my neck, and wonderful hands, I immediately relaxed. It all felt so good. Her hands moved over my shoulders and brushed across my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly. Her data pad sat flat on the table before her.Opposite her sat two privates in Marine fatigue uniforms, green kepis lying on the table before them. Between these privates, their two seven-year-old sons squirmed nervously in their seats."Now, why again were you out there?" Samantha pressed.The two boys looked at each other. "We..." began Stan."Yes?" We were bored," Stan confessed. "I wanted to set up my telescope."The pad in front of Samantha was showing some interesting scores – not complete.